Pocket Fiction

My Guitar Don’t Weep

Published May 31, 2016 in Mickey - 0 Comments

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She stutters sometimes, with the syncopation.

Hums and purrs when she’s in the pocket.

Speaks Latin, mixolydian, dorian, and gypsy.

And she’s not afraid to say what’s on her mind.

Don’t get me wrong, she can be tender.

But tears are for violins and cellos.

Not this rough and tumble girl from round the way.



There’s more sides to Mickey than tragedy. The boy can flat out throw down.

That’s his guitar.

Stay tuned, they’re going to mix it up.

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